Kansas City, MOUSA 64101
March 23, 2007
Babatunde Olatunji asked me to corrupt the world with drums....Makkai de Baba, how am I doin'? What's it sound like from up there? See you soon!
I wanna be reborn as a drum, owned by some feisty mammacita, so she can beat me often, while holding me tight between her legs.
Or we can just sit back in the corner and flirt with each other all night long....;- )
UUUMMMM........I only wear shoes when necessary. Wanna have a toe war? I have these funky gorilla toes that I can pinch you with!
Only if it's a Basil Pesto, hand tossed, mozzerella, red onion and italian sauage pizza from the homies at Waldo Pizza!!!! HOWEVER..............ANTONIO'S IS THE SHIT!!!!
I wear many hats...Father, , drummer, farmer, carpenter, Nurse...you name it. I have three beautiful daughters, and we thrive on love and dreams.
"And I stand at the Mountain Peak..Eyes to the Sky. I beckon the Essence of the Universe with a single request..Ignite the flame within us! Let us burn with an intensity equal only to the Sun! Let the song of our drums engulf those who hear..swallowing them in the blaze of the moment, so that they can one day burn along with us!